So, that's it?
The timid brexiters have got what they wanted.
Too weak to stand and fight against Europe, they voted to run and hide. Run away, run away!
And so, little Britain runs away and hides from big bully Europe.
And, like a puppy, we are left begging for the scraps of the European trade deal.
Pleeease give us a trade deal. Don't be mean to us. Please be our best friends. Please let us keep the benefits we already have.
The brexiters voted for us to become a nation of fraidy cats, hoping that nasty Europe will be kind to us.
Well, guess what ... they won't!